103 – There is a teacher. (One)

… How did know?

He obviously didn’t seem to notice about the regression.

I wonder if he was acting… ? As if answering my question, Shinnoya said.

‘When I fell asleep after being eaten by the beast inside you, I was able to see many things.’

[What is that… .]

‘There were more things I couldn’t see, but I saw things you couldn’t tell me.’

[…]

‘I also have a lot of questions to ask, but I’m not in the situation to focus on those things right now, so don’t make a fuss and just feel it.’

If I had been able to move my body, I might have collapsed right away.

Shin Noya’s words were just as shocking.

‘I’ll look at it one more time at such a swaying time.’

A firm word. What the hell are you looking at and thinking, why are you doing this to me?

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Danjeon trembles.

Even if you don’t want to feel it, you can feel it. It’s so different from the way I used to do it, so it feels more like that.

Is this the sense of smoking plum blossoms, or actually, it felt like very small plum leaves were flying around.

What all literati of the Volcano School dream of.

It’s a strange feeling to see it unfold in my body.

‘It’s not about smoking.’

As he gradually assimilated into the hazy senses, Shin Noya said.

‘If you’re thinking of ending it by smoking plum blossoms, it’s useless.’

These were the words of a master who left a name in the history of the volcanic faction, not anyone else.

‘If you smoke, bear it. The road starts from there.’

Listening to Noya’s words, I can observe a little more. How much wind is blowing inside your body. It was peaceful on the outside, but inside, a typhoon embracing plum blossoms was raging.

‘Do you understand why I told the disciples of Hwasan to complete the vessel of the body first?’

I feel the energy leaking out even though I control it to the point of perfection.

Is this because of the weak body?

‘I’m sure you know, the martial arts of the Gu family are no different.’

Like Shinnoya said, I knew it to some extent.

The end of spewing sparks is to have heat in the end. It is correct to think that the festival of Guga is to maximize physical ability by embracing heat.

‘Did you really think it would require a lot of betting? no. It just leaks a lot.’

The body moves.

Rather than holding a sword, it would be more accurate to say that it was lifted by the wind.

It rustles.

I was amazed at how flexible my body was.

‘Tsk… . To think that I have to teach this kind of praying mantis what I couldn’t teach my younger generations.’

Even as he spoke, his sword extended.

Nachal sees this and moves quickly.

“this… !”

Even if he became a one-armed man, his speed was obviously faster than that of Raksha.

But strangely, the blade of the sword touched the part where Rakshasa would reach first.

Whoop! shhh!

“Keugh!”

The tip of the sword cuts through the body of Rakshasa here and there. It was aiming at the sinews of the black limbs with astonishing precision.

However, unlike the full-blown plum blossoms of Shin Noya’s Black Young Poong, only weak leaves fall.

‘Don’t mistake your duty. Since you bloomed and embraced plum blossoms, you will eventually return as a swordsman.’

There is no need for pouring plum blossoms.

One more brilliant leaf is enough.

Shin Noya seemed to be saying that.

‘Your ignorant way is only possible when the bet is the same as the sea, and the end is clear, don’t you know yourself?’

There was magic in the previous life, so there was no shortage of bets.

But in the end, it never reached chronicity.

When I think of that tall and wide wall, it still feels overwhelming.

‘So realize.’

Only a few times to swing the sword.

That was enough to neutralize Raksha, the pinnacle killer.

The one-armed man, with all his tendons cut off, sat down on the floor, looking away in fear.

It would have been superior in terms of air capacity as well as speed and power.

He was toyed with like a toy with a single sword.

“monster… . you guys… What a monster… .”

I understood the words of Nachal, who seemed to be in a state of collapse. I could understand better than anyone else.

I didn’t wager more than was necessary.

Even putting aside the bet he had, he only used the energy that the monster had swallowed.

Although I could see what Noya wanted to show me.

It was a very difficult story to feel and realize.

Joint joints are painful. It means that there were so many muscles that were not used. The difference between a swordsman and a martial artist is not an excuse.

I was just using my body less.

‘Don’t dwell on the bet.’

[Did you use such a troublesome method to tell me that?]

‘It looks like it will die if left alone, so what should I do? It’s a big deal and I helped you, so don’t grumble unintentionally and say thank you.’

[…] Thank you.]

I thanked Shin Noya for his words.

It was because he was right that he helped, and that he was right to give valuable lessons.

Thanks to that, the self-confident feeling of having returned disappeared in an instant.

The level he had reached in his previous life was to the point of being useless.

I realized that I still have a long way to go.

‘huh.’

Shin Noya sighs and approaches Rachal.

It was based on the teachings, but I knew that Shin Noya was somewhat angry.

Could it be because of the coldly dead volcanic writers around them?

It was more amazing that I was not controlled by emotions and was not shaken in that gap.

“… kill.”

Nachal said in a dry voice.

In the middle, Rachal even tried to escape, but all of them were blocked by the sword.

In the end, Rachal became an eye that lost hope. I don’t even seek life for this.

I know you won’t listen to me even if I beg you.

“… It’s a pity that I can’t tell the princess about you. hehehe… . But don’t be conceited. Heaven is already on our side!”

“It’s been like that since ancient times, but all the kids in this line are insane.”

hook-!

As if he didn’t want to talk about it anymore, he thrust his sword into Raksha’s heart.

It was too insignificant an ending to be called the death of a climactic soldier.

“I ask, are you dissatisfied with the killing without torture?”

[It’s a bit like using that tone with my voice.]

“… You can not give your body.”

[No complaints.]

In the first place, torture at that level is almost impossible.

There will be countless ways to commit suicide, even if it is dogma that you have in your mouth.

To be honest, it was a little regretful that there might be a way to find it, but considering Shin Noya’s feelings, it was right to yield this much.

Shin Noya moves his forearm around and says lamentably.

“… It’s a waste of your body to be tired from moving this a bit.”

[How long are you going to write… .]

“Don’t rush me, I’m at my limit now anyway.”

Saying so, he slowly walks somewhere.

The place where Shin Noya walked was the place where the body of a writer was.

As if it doesn’t matter if it’s rotten or smelly, I calmly get down on my knees and close my eyes.

I don’t know what Shinnoya was thinking when he closed his eyes, but it must be an emotion I can’t understand.

Shin Noya, who had been sitting still, spoke quietly.

“Now it is done. Like you, I have many questions I’d like to ask of you, but we’ll talk about that later.”

… thud!

With the sensation of something ringing, my vision returned to normal.

Fortunately, I was able to move my body again without any problems. The sensation of having my mind changed was far more disgusting than I could have imagined.

“… Noya.”

[yes.]

Fortunately, it seems that Noya did not disappear this time. I moved my body a little to see if there was a problem, but there was no problem.

While feeling relieved about it, he looked at the situation around him and asked bitterly.

“Shall we take you to the volcanic wave?”

This is what I asked while looking at the corpse. Shin Noya answers my question without hesitation.

[Don’t be fooled, because you know that it’s not your responsibility and you can’t do that.]

“…”

Like Noya said, he couldn’t take the corpses with him.

Of course, it could be done with time, but there were many parts that were daunting to explain the situation.

[That flower, just take that one.]

I looked behind me at Shinnoya’s words. It is said that the original purpose of Rachal was that flower.

I approached the flower little by little. Feet drenched in blood and splattered.

The bubbling blood was hot, but the temperature did no harm to me.

The closer you get, the stronger the energy. How the hell can a flower bloom in a pool of blood like this?

“these guys… What the hell did you smoke?”

There are dozens of red flowers in the world, but I’ve never heard of a flower that grows on the blood.

If you wanted to think of it, there was only one thing that came to mind.

“… Is it the Demonic Realm?”

A hellish space where common sense does not work. If it was a plant there, it would have been unknown.

It’s because there’s no way that an ordinary young plant can exude such terrible energy.

I’m just curious, what the hell are you going to do with this?

I put my hand on the plant, fortunately there was no problem or the magic drilling hole was activated.

[I’m not asking if it would be better to leave it as it is.]

‘I have to leave it here… .’

What you find will eventually be Murimmaeng. There are many reasons why they were intertwined here and there, but what the Moorim Meng found was not very good.

Tuduk-!

If you give it strength, the flower will come out of the root so easily. When the flowers are pulled out, the blood that was boiling around them instantly calms down.

Everything seems to have been caused by this flower.

[Aren’t you afraid?]

“What do you mean?”

[I put my hand on something I don’t know, but there’s no sign of fear.]

“…”

Devil’s Land, a name and memory that make me sick of imagining it, but it was also a word so close that I got sick of it. Even so, he acted too carelessly just now.

‘I have to be careful.’

I looked at the flower, but it was just a normal flower except that everything from the petals to the root was red.

Unless there is a bet that makes the holding hand tingle.

As soon as you find a normal spirit plant and pull it out of the ground, more than half of the spirit energy is lost.

Even more, the stem part, unlike the leaves, scatters over time, so you have to eat it right away.

“This will not diminish your energy.”

That’s why it’s more scary.

When I pulled it out, I thought I would rather burn it if there was a problem, but I put it in my pocket first.

I got out of the puddle and tidied up. Part of his lower leg was stained with blood from the blood that had risen up to his ankles.

The gradually throbbing body was also a problem. It’s probably because Shinnoya used his body.

“Can I really leave it like this?”

[…Okay.]

There were too many words in the three letters Shin Noya spits out.

I wanted to get rid of at least that nasty puddle of blood, but I couldn’t radiate enough heat to evaporate it yet.

In the end, it was just a way to leave.

I put my palms together with the dead, and before I left the cave, I approached the dead Rakshasa and put my hand on it.

[What are you doing… ?]

soooo… !

Rakshasa’s demonic energy is sucked through his palm.

Excluding the bet, when looking at the amount of magic, Rachal had a smaller amount than the Yahyeoljeok.

Seeing that, Shinnoya said as if it were absurd.

[He said he didn’t want to do that, so why are you doing this?]

“You seem to have figured out a lot.”

I don’t think I’ve ever told Noya. Shinnoya didn’t look particularly surprised when he saw me sucking up demon energy.

How far did he see while he was still in his body?

What’s more, I couldn’t figure out what the guy’s intention was to show that.

[This is the reason why I have so many questions to ask you later.]

“… I just realized that I wasn’t in a relaxed situation to the point of being unbalanced with useless excuses.”

In the end, I had to consume demonic energy to calm the rampage inside my body, and I had to realize that the peaceful era did not last long enough to choose a method while spitting out excuses.

Because if you don’t, you’ll lose everything.

No matter how long it had been since he had purified the demonic energy of the sword, he had to put it back into his body as soon as it was over. Even though I knew I had to adapt, I couldn’t help but frown.

In the end, I got up and left the cave only after extracting all the demonic energy from the body of the rachal.

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When I returned to the volcanic wave, the sun was already rising.

It seemed that too much had passed while the moon was rising.

I was exhausted both physically and mentally. Although I had to practice in order not to forget the feeling when Shin Noya moved instead.

Now, not only my tired body, but also my mind is exhausted from the sudden information, so I wanted to rest first.

The breathless Rakshala covered the traces among the cold corpses and threw them away, and since the device was opened, it will be found in the Murimmaeng soon after.

Then it will be noisy again.

[What were you thinking of doing with the flowers?]

‘Well, in a way, it’s from a volcano, so I’m thinking about returning it.’

Noya’s voice, asking for words, also seemed very tired. As I said before, it seems that more fatigue has accumulated than I thought.

At my words, Noya speaks in a voice mixed with a sigh.

[Don’t do that.]

A curious word. As Noya’s position is, I wondered if he would hope for it to be returned.

[In a sense, it is a story that does not know how many children may have been sacrificed to that flower.]

‘So shouldn’t I return more?’

[There is no way to explain how you got it, and the present Jang Moon-in would receive it and plant it in Maehwa-dong at best.]

So what do you mean? Are you saying to swallow it?

[I’d rather you swallow it.]

‘Are you crazy?’

Even though there may be an ominous energy mixed in, we know that the pottery that the flowers contain is not a small amount.

Even more so, I could feel how deep and rich the energy was as much as Rachal called it undiluted.

but…

[Son, you say you had a will, but you’re still looking for a justification.]

At Shinnoya’s words, it felt like something flew into my head with a thud.

[Don’t use guilt-ridden hypocrisy as a reason to hesitate. You should know better what the method of atonement is.]

“…”

How far have you seen my memories, so I can say this?

I’m afraid to ask, so I can’t open my mouth.

Does Shinnoya…do you know that I destroyed the volcano in my previous life?

[…] First of all, rest, it won’t be very nice if someone finds out.]

“… Yes.”

The forearm injured by the Rakshasa was roughly in a state of bleeding, but the wet leg in the puddle could not be helped.

After washing, I carefully opened the door to get a change of clothes.

“… Well?”

[yes?]

Something was wriggling in the room where no one should be.

The culprit must have struggled, but his clothes were sloppy and his white skin was exposed.

“Why is he sleeping here again?”

It was Namgoongbia who fell asleep hugging my blanket.